I think you came off the line with a crack in your chassis. You have never done what you were told. You don’t even die right, do you?
They’re taking a break from trial number three when Charlie knocks on their door, clutching a carrier bag like it holds the secrets to the universe.
“Charlie?” Dean says, opening the door.
“You have to read this,” she says, barrelling past him. We…
so I say to you, come home, come home. ♪